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Chapter 1
Love. Something I never understood. I've died everyday longing for that devotion, to just feel that desire would of meant the world to me. No-one knew how desperately I wanted to be loved, fall in love. Oh how I wanted someone to hold my hand and look up at me and say "I love you". Smile at me like I was the most prettiest person on the entire Earth. I bet love feels like a sunset.
Have you ever cried so hard, your heart starts to ache? So hard you forgot how to breathe? Well... For someone you've never met? If only someone knew exactly how I felt. It feels as if the whole world has found their true special someone with such ease.
Imagine growing up and everyone's lives are changing for the better while you're here stuck alone in the middle. Why is it so hard for me to fall in love, shouldn't this be natural?
My social anxiety is so bad I can't go to places with big crowds. I've had many guys have crushes on me and ask me out. But I'd always push them away.
Am I really that different, that unwanted, that unloveable, that selfish, that no-one, absolutely no-one, would ever think of being with me...?
I'm afraid that I'll grow old alone someday and never experience that affection, of love. I've always dreamed of lying next to someone while they hold me. I've never been held not even for a second. Just thinking about it gives me butterflies.
People say you should follow your heart, but what is there to follow?
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My name is Daniella Jones. I'm 19, and I work at a small restaurant in Santa Monica called Tar and roses as a waiter; with one of my best friends, Harper. She's a crack up that one, I have no idea what I'd be without her. We met at a school summer camp we were around 12 at the time and we've been close ever since.
Harper is just a year younger than me. Does she have a lover you ask?
Yes, yes she does, am I jealous? Of course not. Why would I be jealous of a pretty girl like Harper getting everything she ever dreamed of, with the perfect body, perfect face, the perfect personality with a perfect guy who respects her, compliments her and loves her for who she is...
I would never.
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RomanceWhat is love? Young 19 year old Daniella, has never been in love nor had her first kiss. She never understood love. She hated seeing people younger than her falling in love. It made her feel jealous. Kept wondering why she was still alone, was she...
